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(Now what is the force of the Anti-Christ, which in the last of these days has the greatest appeal to the lust of the flesh. There's no doubt whatsoever. It's something called Rock N' Roll music.) |
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Black is back and love is dead |
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Nothing left and that's okay |
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I know the world is a grave |
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Even in her own death |
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She still smoked the cigarettes |
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I know she can't take them there |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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and I'm so glad to ------ ------ (??) |
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We all planned it for you baby |
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Your god swore our wedding (?) |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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We get ourself tatto'd |
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with images of death |
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you know the wicked never rest |
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We'll listen to the music |
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That no one seems to care |
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it's our life and yes we're dead |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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and I'm so glad to ------ ------ (??) |
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We all planned it for you baby |
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Your god swore our wedding (?) |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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Whooaahh |
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Hey Hey Hey Hey (4x) |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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and I'm so glad to ------ ------ (??) |
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We all planned it for you baby |
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Your god swore our wedding (?) |
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Saturday night of the living dead |
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Whoahhh |
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Whoaahh |
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Whoahhh |
